Finally, Zhang Ying made a full twenty reports, her hands were sore, and she was completely relieved when she clicked on the keyboard to send it to him.

Looking up at the window, it was already dark.

Looking at the time again, it was already seven o'clock in the evening.

Zhang Ying, "............"

Biting her lower lip, she looked at the man opposite, "Mr. Zhuang, I'm done, I've already sent it to you." ”

Zhuang Jingtou didn't raise his head, "Okay." ”

Zhang Ying, "Then I'm ......"

Without waiting for her to finish, Zhuang Jing, "Wait for me." ”

Zhang Ying, "??? ”

I saw him playing the keyboard with both hands, and after a pause, he stopped.

Then turn off the computer and close it.

Zhuang Jing raised his eyes to look at her, his dark eyes were much more relaxed, and his tone was not so serious, "Thank you for helping me make the report." ”

Zhang Ying's heart trembled, and she hurriedly said, "No thanks, Mr. Zhuang, as a person in the financial department, this is what I should do." ”

But Zhuang Jing shook his head, "No." ”

He stood up, stretched his tired spine, picked up the computer, looked down at her and said, "Let's go, you help me make the report, and I'll treat you to dinner." ”

"No, Zhuang ......"

However, before Zhang Ying finished speaking, he had already taken the lead towards the door.

Zhang Ying wanted to cry, she didn't want to eat with him at all.

She wanted to go home.

But he still picked up the computer miserably, held it in his arms, and turned to chase him.

The two of them walked out of the café and came to the door, Zhang Ying saw his car at a glance, her eyes lit up, and she hurriedly said, "Mr. Zhuang, I came by car." ”

Zhuang Jing took a moment to dig into her pocket, and turned her head to look at the car she was staring at, a white limited edition BMW.

His eyes sank suddenly.

He said, "I can find a substitute driver and help you get the car back." ”

Then I dialed a series of phone calls and went out, and within two minutes, an employee came out of the café.

Bow your head to these two people, "Mr. Zhuang, Miss." ”

Zhang Ying, "............"

So the substitute driver he was looking for was an employee of the café?

She didn't take out the keys.

Zhuang Jing looked at her, thinking that she was worried that the employee was not skilled in driving and would break her car and scratch her or something, "He has five years of driving experience, you can rest assured that you can give him the key." ”

And he said, "If he breaks your car, I'll pay for it." ”

Hearing his words, Zhang Ying had nothing to say, so she had to give him the key.

The employee opened the car door, she took out her bag from it, put the computer in again, and then stood next to Shoi.

Zhuang Jing glanced at her, and then walked to his car, and Zhang Ying realized that the only black convertible Rolls-Royce parked on the side of the road turned out to be his car.

She followed.

Shoi personally pulled the co-pilot's door, "Please." ”

Zhang Ying bit her lower lip, took the bag and lifted her foot, and sat in.

Shoi closed the door, came to the driver's door, opened the door and sat in.

The car started and slowly drove towards the highway.

……

The two of them ate French food.

Zhuang Jing asked Zhang Ying to choose a restaurant, but Zhang Ying didn't know his taste, so he chose a restaurant he liked.

When ordering, Shoi asked her to order, and she ordered a few of her favorites, and then handed him the menu.

Zhuang Jing looked at it and ordered foie gras.

The restaurant is luxuriously decorated, but not minimal, and the meal is very quiet for two.

Until Zhuang Jing used chopsticks to clip a piece of chicken to Zhang Ying, Zhang Ying looked up flattered and hurriedly said, "Thank you, Mr. Zhuang!" ”

For half a day, she called Mr. Zhuang.

But this sound is particularly harsh.

Zhuang Jing frowned and said slowly, "Just call me Ah Jing." ”